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subscribing to a fic isnât enough I need the author to blast a bat signal into the night sky whenever they update
Peter: .. .----. -- / ... --- .-. .-. -.-- [translation: IâM SORRY]
Tony: What's that?
Peter: Remorse code.
Tony: I'm even angrier now.
iris by goo goo dolls really is insane though. I'd give up forever to touch you? you're the closest to heaven I'll ever be? all I can breathe is your life? and I don't want the world to see me cause I don't think they'd understand? when everything's meant to be broken I just want you to know who I am? does anyone hear me.
You know. I always liked the concept of someone being left at the alter but normally it's Peter.
How about this promty if you like:
Tony and Pepper finally have their wedding day, and she leaves Tony at the altar. But don't worry. Peter steps up in her place. He loves Tony and will sign a prenuptial agreement, Tony just has to say I do....
- @winterspiderpurrs
"Someone else"
- a starker ficlet.
Tony didn't feel any sense of sadness when Rhodey enters his hotel room to tell him that Pepper left in a sense of hurry and panic in her wedding dress claiming she couldn't marry Tony because there was someone else. Of course there was someone else, Tony wasn't blind. He saw all the signs, he was just waiting for Pepper to back out.
He just didn't expect Pepper to back out the last minute. He didn't even care about how much they spent on this wedding, he had let Pepper handle everything. The relief inside his chest began spreading all over his body. He leaned back on the sofa, he wasn't getting married.
Thank fuck.
But, he was left at the fucking altar. Now, that was something the media would go crazy about. Tony lets out a snort, Rhodey had already left minutes ago to tell everyone that the wedding has been cancelled. He could deal with all the PR shit later, he tried to scower his feelings, trying to find any feeling of hurt, of betrayal, anything. But nothing came.
Just insurmountable relief and gratefulness that Pepper had been the one to turn away from this. Because Tony wouldn't be able to, he felt like this marriage would be the one to finally pull him away from the one person he really wanted to marry.
Yes, Pepper wasn't the only one with someone else.
Tony had someone else as well.
Someone else.
He breathed in, closing his eyes, imagining those beautiful brown doe eyes looking at him, those delicious curls under his fingers, those soft pale skin against his darker one, those thin lucious lips against his, god, how he wished he could see his someone else right now.
"Boss, Peter is asking to connect to your comms." Friday chirps out from his AI glasses.
Tony breathed, his someone else.
"Connect him, baby girl." Tony answers.
"Tony? What the fuck? Why is the wedding cancelled?" Peter asked with a worried tone, "Are you okay? Where- where are you? Do you want me to come see you?"
Ah, that beautiful voice.
"Yeah, kid. Pep had someone else." Tony says softly, he leans forward, pressing his elbows against his knees.
A gasp.
"A-Are you okay? Do- Do you want me to-"
"I'm okay, kiddo. You know who I want, baby. You know who I want to marry, don't you?" Tony asked in a raspy tone, "But I can't marry him, can I?"
"I'll go see you, where are you? Are you in your room?" It was a hasty question, Tony could hear Peter's footsteps, fast, running.
"Yeah, come here."
"You can marry him. You know you can." Peter suddenly says.
Tony inhaled, swallowing.
Peter was still running.
"I can't, he's just nineteen. I'll take away his youth, his future, his-"
"His youth is yours. His future is you. He loves you, Tony. He'll marry you anytime, any day, hell, he'll marry you now." Peter says in between pants, a ding of the elevator can be heard.
He breathes in deeper, "Yeah? He'll marry me?"
"Yes, all you have to say I do, Tony. I'll marry you. I don't care if I'm nineteen, I'm yours. I'll marry you." Peter says, confident.
Tony could feel the flutter of his heart was fast and he unconciously took out his phone to dial up Rhodey's number.
"Tones, what's up?"
"I'm still getting married, Rhodey. Tell the officiant that a wedding is still going to happen." He says, he doesn't stick around to wait for Rhodey's answer, he drops the call.
"Well, it looks like you're going to come home as Peter Stark, kid." Tony says with a soft tone, he hears a melodious laugh coming from the other side of the comms.
"What a dream come true, Mr. Stark."
"As it is with me, Mr. Stark." Tony answers, grinning.
He'll end up getting married today anyway, but this time, to his someone else, to the one he really loves.
Steve was supposed to be Santa for the Stark Industries families Christmas party. He volunteered, does every year, and honestly, it just makes sense for Captain fucking America to be Santa.
This year, however, shit happened and Steve got called off on a mission last minute. Bucky, ever the Saint (in Steveâs and⊠no one elseâs opinion. Maybe one other persons opinion) said heâd fill in. Their measurements are roughly close enough for him to fit the suit.
Tony wasnât thrilled about the development, but, well, he was in a bind and Bucky was wiling and able and he had it on good authority from Sam that the centennial was, shockingly, really good with kids, actually.
Of corse, because Buckyâs life is a fucking joke, Peter had volunteered to be Steveâs elf like he did the last few years, too. His naturally delightful disposition and lean, short, stature just made it make sense. And Peter was just a sweetheart like that.
Of corse, for Bucky this was an incredibly amusing turn of events.
âOh my god. You look ridiculous. Youâre my elf?â
âIâm Steveâs elf. And youâre one to talk.â
Peter tried not to snicker at Buckyâs appearance.
âWhat, this isnât doing it for you?â.
Fake white beard, coke bottle glasses, fat red suit. âIâve never been more turned on in my lifeâ he deadpanned.
âAnd here I said weâd never try role playâ.
âBucky!â Peter hissed.
âOkay doll, okay, Iâll be good, Iâll be good.â
âGood. Dont want to get yourself on your own naughty list this close to Christmas, do you?â
âPeter. we are both Jewish.â Bucky chuckled.
âOkay. Let me rephrase. You donât want to be on my naughty list.â
âWell, that depends on what my punishment will beâ Bucky purred.
âOkay you are without question the worldâs horniest Santa. Letâs go. Weâre gonna be late.â
âYouâve got it dollâ.
Later that night, no one is surprised by the photo Clint sends the group chat of one Santa kissing one of his elves with a beer bottle in his hand.
Couldnât have changed first? How the fuck am I explaining this to my kids?
This is like the fucked up gay version of i saw mommy kissing Santa Claus Sam teased
why were your kids still at the party at 2 am? Came buckys quick response.
Fair enough. Dare I ask why youâre still up at 4 am if you and Peter left at 3?
âđ€â was Peterâs answer before taking Buckyâs phone out of hand, and demanding he come back to bed.
Paralympian bucky barnes in target shooting getting the same âthis guy is a hitman, this guy is definitely a hitmanâ response that that Turkish guy got, and then after going viral for that going viral for his adorably nerdy boyfriend
Petet: you know youâve made it big when you see your face everywhere
Johnny: those are fucking wanted posters
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Posted: 09:00 UTC March 6, 2025
top 3 places to bleed out:
1. the snow
2. your lover/best friend/homoerotic comradeâs arms
3. bathroom floor
good things will happen đ§ż
things that are meant to be will fall into place đ§ż
always remember, friend,
now go in peace
This meme was inspired by the piece "Lucky 10,000" by Randall Monroe.
SEBASTIAN STAN as James "Bucky" Barnes THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER | 2021
All I'm saying is falling in love with Captain America twice is hilarious.
the first time Tony realized he wanted to kiss Peter was on a winter night when he was driving the boy home and they were so busy talking that Tony hadn't noticed he'd followed the boy out of the luxury car and walked him to the entrance of his apartment. they were standing under the dim light that flickered every couple of seconds, the cold air making Peters cheeks a pretty pink just as pink as his puffy lips. he had the sudden urge to lean forward and press their lips together in a soft kiss, the feeling almost too much with how it took over his body.
the first time he realized he wanted more than to place his lips on the boys was in the spring. Tony threw an Easter party, mainly an excuse for everyone to gather around and catch up. They were all outside, gathered in groups chatting away around the large yard. Clint's kids were racing around in a game of tag and that's when he spots Nathaniel running to Peter and begging him to join and he does without hesitance. He watches with dazed filled eyes as the boy chases the children around and his heart feels warm. The sound of the childish laughter and soft atmosphere gave him a wave of happiness, what if he had this life with Peter?
the first time he truly notices the boys beautiful figure was in the summer. they were working down in the lab and peter wore a light blue, fitted tank top that showed off his broad shoulders and thick muscles. it was far too hot for Tony to comment on his clothes but he couldn't pull his eyes away from Peters arms, they flexed as he moved and there was a light sheen of sweat on his pale skin. Tony wanted to lean forward and trail his hands over what he can only assume are abs under his shirt, maybe even let his tongue trail over them until he's swirling it over the head of his--he needs to calm down. with a deep breath, Tony turns back to his own work but his eyes glance over to the boy more often than not.
the first time Tony gives in is in autumn. they are walking along the busy New York park and Peter takes the time to purposefully step on the crunchy leaves, eventually encouraging Tony to join him in the silly act. it wasn't often that the older man would give in to these type of things but it was becoming more often occurance when he was around Peter, he made him comfortable enough and it was clear he wanted Tony to do something as small as crunch leaves with him. it's when they come up to a small puddle that Tony shakes his head saying he wouldn't splash in the water and his shoes were too expensive for that but Peter is grabbing his hands and tugging him into the small pool and then playfully stomping his feet. It took a couple more stomps but eventually Tony is cracking a smile and his own foot is hitting the water and splashing it lightly. there's soft laughter being shared between the two and then they locked eyes. that's when Tony can longer hold back his desire, he's cupping Peters cheek and gently pulling him into a kiss underneath the yellow and orange leaves.
